Boys Will Be Boys???That was the excuse I was given after witnessing my beautiful daughter being knocked to the ground and punched in the stomach by 4 of her classmates at a birthday party--all boys.
We were at a park and the kids were chasing each other, playing on the equipment. The next thing I knew, Lilly ran up to me with 3 boys following her and I overheard one say "she's safe." I asked what was going on and one of the little hellions said "we're playing boys attack girls." Didn't sound all that innocent to me, so I kept a careful watch for awhile, but had to finish feeding Charlie. All of a sudden I heard her screaming and ran over to where she was--on the ground--and saw the boys punching her.
2 of the moms were standing there watching. Just standing there. I went off. I started yelling at them to stop and "you don't EVER hit a girl, what is wrong with all of you?" I think I caused a bit of a scene, but someone had to defend my sweet baby. I still can't believe none of the other moms did anything! What the f--k is wrong with them?
Lilly had had her face painted and her tears caused the makeup to smear and run. The face painter was cleaning up, but she too had witnessed what had happened and took her materials back out and offered to paint her face once again.
The mom of the boy who was having a party asked her who had hurt her, and when she named her son as one of them, she just blew it off and said "boys will be boys." Really? Because in my book, boys don't hit girls. I mean, they shouldn't hit period, but especially not girls. All I could see in my head was a bunch of future wife beaters.
It took all of my self control to not cry, to not tell her what I thought of her (lack of) parenting skills. And I wanted to scream at the other mom who just sat there watching the whole thing, looking at me as if I were psycho for protecting my daughter from her devil of a son. As soon as the make up lady was done I grabbed Lilly, said a terse thank you and we left.
I'm still on the verge of tears. To see my baby getting hurt like that was awful.